Quotes of: Comic-book Keyword

He works for the CIA. Johnny Redyellow is his name, but I just simply call him Agent Orange.

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To attract a lover, you need to craft the perfect Craigslist ad. Here’s mine: Free TV with purchase of potato chips and couch.

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Larry Bird looks like a bird, and Johnny Vagina looks like—hey, what is that in the sky?


This is the best book I've ever written, and it still sucks

Quick! Hide under my 3:33 am, but don’t pet my 3:33 pm.

This is the best book I've ever written, and it still sucks

If an actor’s neither talented nor handsome, what difference is there between him and any other waiter? That reminds me, my drink needs refilling.

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When your action is gone, and all that’s left is motionlessness, I’ll be there, whistling.

This is the best book I've ever written, and it still sucks

I just bought some long-lasting deodorant. You know, for the afterlife. Eternity is a long time to have stinky armpits.

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Right now is the youngest I’ll ever be, so I suppose I’d better act immature while I still can.

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As the ice melted, we fell in love—slowly. I just wish the ice were in two glasses of vodka, and not surrounding our bodies.

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I breathe onto a mirror just to make sure I’m still alive, and to see how good looking my breath is.

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My hands will get dirty holding your rose-like heart, because love is like gardening—it’s earthy and takes work to keep it alive.

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I think eulogies are wasted on the dead. It’s the living who need to hear kind words spoken about them.

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There’s nothing special about politicians as people. Now as animals, they’d be extraordinary for their ability to be intelligent enough (barely) to be potty trained.

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Stupidity mixed with arrogance mixed with anger mixed with adrenaline is a deadly combination. Just as deadly as adding fries and a soda and making it a combo meal.

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If I could go back in time, I'd love to whisper sweet nothings in Van Gogh's ear, but not while it was attached to his head.

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Chivalry, stimulating conversations, everything is said to be a lost art nowadays. But nothing is a lost art, unless it’s a sunken statue—in a river of lava.

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It’s very hard to whisper in your own ear. Love is an art, but as an artist, I guess I’m no Van Gogh.

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A blank canvas is so abstract that only imagination can fill it. But wait! Don't hang it on the wall like that. It's upside down.

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As a sculptor, I prefer busts. As a lover of women, I prefer busts. And as a football enthusiast, I prefer Robert Griffin III.

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We’re all artists. It’s just most people keep their inner artist locked behind their rib cage.

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I’m itching for battle—with a mosquito bite. The only thing in life I’ll scratch at more is the need to be loved. I’m so bloody needy.

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